“Raiya! It’s the Fourth of July for Christ’s’ sake. You’re supposed to be excited.”
“I’m sorry Zia. I’m just not in a cheerful mood.” I said, to my best friend. She looked at me concernedly. I really wasn’t in the mood. For anything. I wasn’t exactly sad or anything. I was just… heck, I didn’t know what I was. I just had a lot on my mind. Too much to be bothered with a holiday.
“Did something happen between you and Phantom? I haven’t seen him in three days, and you two are inseparable.”
She just didn’t know the truth of her words. Something had happened between us. But I couldn’t tell her or anyone else why. They wouldn’t believe me even if I did. It’d been three days since I last saw Phantom. Three of the most miserable days of my life. I thought that he would come and see me. His absence left me confused. Was I ever going to see him again? Or did he return back to his world and leave me all alone? I didn’t know and that ate away at me.
“No. Nothing happened.” I lied. “He probably just had something to do.” I replied.
“For three days? Come on, Raiya. If something happened you can tell me. I’m your friend.”
I wanted to tell her. I truly did. But I couldn’t. This was a something I couldn’t tell anyone. Not even Zia. And I hated that.
“Zia. It’s nothing. So don’t worry.”
She looked at me skeptically. I couldn’t blame her. I’d been walking around the house like a ghost these past few days. It would be normal to think she’d be worried about me. To her, I was slipping back into my old ways after Kyle… I couldn’t even will myself to think of what he did to me. I could not and would not forget it.
“I think I might be coming down with the flu or something.” I lied sheepishly. I didn’t want her to worry about me. I didn’t want anyone to. I worried about myself enough for everyone.
“I should stay here with you then. I can’t leave you here alone.”
“No. it’s ok. Really. You go out and have your fun. I’ll be fine.”
She gave me another skeptical look. I was fearing that she’d realize I was lying about the whole ‘I might be coming down with the flu’ lie.
“Are you sure? I’d feel bad if something were to happen to you.”
“I’m sure, Zia.” I said, rubbing her hand reassuringly. “Nothing is going to happen. I promise.”
She smiled. Just then her cell phone rang. She answered on the second ring. “Yo…oh ok. I’ll be out in a sec.” she turned toward me and said, “They’re outside waiting for me. Are you positively sure you don’t want me to stay with you?”
“Zia. For the millionth time I’m sure. Stop being paranoid and go have fun.”
“Alright. I’ll bring you back some sparklers or something.” she hopped off my bed, and headed out the door, but stopped and turned around. “If you need anything call me on my cell. Okay?”
“Okay. Thanks.” As she left out the house and into the car I couldn’t help but feel a little spooked by her words. She seemed so paranoid. But why? A chill went down my spine. It’d just occurred to me that I was home alone. Even my mother, who is a workaholic, got a day off work and went to celebrate the Fourth of July with a few of her friends from the firm. I was here all alone. And it was slowly getting darker outside.
Calm down Raiya. Nothing is going to happen. Stop freaking out over nothing.
Though I repeatedly told myself this, I could not calm down. I was exactly what I told Zia not to be. Paranoid. But nothing could possibly happen. Why was I even thinking such a thing? I sighed and hopped out of the bed. I needed a nice warm shower to loosen and relax all the tension in my body. I hopped out of bed and stepped into my adjoined bathroom. I turned on the showerhead and adjusted the temperature. I stepped back into my room to get my robe when the doorbell rang.
Who could that be?
I wondered as I made my way downstairs. I peeked out the peep hole and could have sworn I heard my heart beating. He was here. He finally came to see me. I was overjoyed and yet I still stood there gripping the doorknob. Suddenly a wave of anger washed over me. How dare he come see me now? He should have done that three days ago. He should have confided in me just as I confided in him. Did he think that he needed to stay away from me? I knew that his secret was life changing, but we could get past that. I didn’t care that he was an angel. Not at all. And I wished he didn’t, but I figured that this must be hard for him; after all we’re from two separate worlds. [Literally] So why wasn’t I opening the door to let him in? Why was my hand gripping the doorknob? Why was I trembling?
Calm down. After all, this is what you wanted.
I told myself. I took a deep breath and opened the door. He stood there gazing deeply into my eyes, and I blushed. And I mean blushed. I could feel my face turning red. He reached out for me, taking my hand in his, and kissed me. I could have sworn I had died and gone to heaven. I felt like I was floating. I had missed the familiarity of his lips on mine. How he made my heart race with just a simple look. A single touch. A single kiss. All the anger that I felt seemed to evaporate. All I felt now was pure bliss.
“I missed you, Raiya.” he said. “I convinced myself that if I stayed in your life things wouldn’t be the same. That you wouldn’t want to be with me anymore. But now I know how ridiculous I was being. I love you, and I never want you to think I don’t.”
“Oh, Phantom. I love you too. And it’s alright. I understand how you feel. This has to be difficult for you.”
“Not anymore. I know what I want, and what I want is you.” He kissed me again, this time more passionately. He ran his hands through my hair, pulling me into him, drinking in his essence. I didn’t want him to let me go. Not now. Not ever. I then realized that the door was open so I kicked it close, never once breaking our kiss. He pushed me up against the door and continued to kiss me deeply. Sweet passionate kisses filled with love. He raised my hands over my head and pinned them to the door. A fire had erupted inside of me. My body was getting hot, and I was breathless. He suddenly picked me up and began carrying me up the stairs. As he carried me into my room I heard the sound of running water. It didn’t register in my mind just then because I was still high in the clouds of ecstasy. But I realized that I still had the shower running. I had totally forgotten.
“Phantom. Hold on. I have to…to stop the water.” I was still breathless, my words coming out unsteady. More like moans as he took my breast into his hand. I knew that I had to turn the water off, but his hands felt so good. They were roaming my body up and down and I didn’t want him to stop.
“Phantom. Please…hold on.” But he didn’t let me go. He held me tight to him. I instantly got scared so I pushed away from him, but he grabbed me and pushed me into the wall; which stunned me. What was going on? Why was he acting this way all of a sudden? When I looked up at him as he towered above me his eyes held so much malice. So much hate. But why? When I tried to move my arm to stand pain shot through me. Every nerve in my body screamed out in pain. My shoulder had been dislocated. Tears were beginning to form in the wells of my eyes. Not just from the pain but also from Phantom’s behavior. He had just told me he missed me, that he loved me, and yet here he was abusing me. My stomach clenched in pain. This seemed to be déjà vu. It was as if the incident from a year ago was once again playing itself out again. Kyle had abused me, and Phantom was doing the same.
No, Phantom. Please don’t do this. I believed in you. I thought you were my dream come true.
There was a malicious grin on his face that made my skin crawl and my bones to shake. He picked me up and crushed his body into mine, kissing me. But unlike a few minutes ago these kisses were aggressive, something I wasn’t used to. It scared me. He raised my hands above my head once again, but this time I felt no pleasure, no passion. Just sheer fear. He began tracing down my neck and I trembled. He chuckled. This wasn’t his chuckle; it was too deep and sinister than his musical tone. Something wasn’t right. Phantom wouldn’t act this way. Then with a fluent motion of his hand he ripped off my shirt exposing my black lace bra. He began groping me and I felt disgusted. He was just like Kyle. I couldn’t believe I’d thought he was different. Tears were now streaming down my face. I couldn’t control them. I then remember what Zia had said. But there was no way I could call her. I couldn’t escape Phantom’s grasp. He was too strong. Now I knew why I was so paranoid. I felt something was going to happen but I pushed that feeling to the back of mind because I thought Phantom would never do anything. I was wrong.
“Please. Phantom stop. Please. I love you.”
He suddenly stopped his face still nestled in my neck. “You amuse me.” This voice that I heard did not belong to Phantom. “Haven’t realized by now that I’m not Phantom?” My heart stopped. When he peered up at me I was once again peering into those coal black orbs; his shimmering silver hair cascading down his back.
“You’re the man…you’re the man from my dreams.”
“I told you I was coming for you.”
I tried to wrestle free from his grasp but he rammed my head into the wall. As my vision began to fail me all I could hear was his sinister laugh and the sound of running water.
Romance
Created on 8-11-08
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